Top Songs By Wrabel
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wrabel
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wrabel
Songwriter
Scott Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Viafore
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Engineer
Lyrics
It's been two years, eight months, and a day
Walking 'round in New York in the rain
And right now, I'm a walking cliché
It's been two years, eight months, nothing's changed
I'm out here tryna love somebody
I tell myself I'm doing well
But every time I think about you
It still hurts like hell
Where'd you meet? Where's he from? What's his name?
Does he touch? Does he love you the same?
And I know I'm a walking cliché
It's been two years, eight months, nothing's changed
I'm out here tryna love somebody
I tell myself I'm doing well
But every time I think about you
It still hurts like hell
By now, you're probably lovin' somebody
By now, you're probably doing well
But every time I think about you
It still hurts like hell
It still hurts like hell
It still hurts like hell
I close my eyes, you're here in my mind
I close my eyes, you're here for a while
I'm out here tryna love somebody
I'm out here all by myself
And every time I think about you
It still hurts like hell
By now, you're probably lovin' somebody
By now, you're probably doing well
Probably lovin' somebody
But every time I think about you (Oh, yeah)
It still hurts like hell
Yeah, (Oh, yeah), oh-oh, yeah
Yeah, it still hurts like hell
Yeah, (Oh yeah), oh-oh, yeah
It still hurts like hell
Written by: Scott Friedman, Scott Harris, Wrabel